Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Project Jamarr
Don't waste my time Hmph
"Ehh neither matter and I don't care what the Zaibatsu decides. Might stay here regardless, probably until someone is truly up to par." Sword replied blandly. He tilts his head up to the ceiling to remember the great times given. "If this time could reverse mistakes...wouldn't change anything. It'd be pretty damn amusing. Anyway, is it possible for you to gather every rebel? It sounds terrible and stupid from my lips, but, this will hopefully end Lucian's crazy little reign." Sword lifted two fingers to close his eyes. "They'll be stronger than you imagine." He spoken in cockiness and a sure smile.
Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 12:38 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Don't waste my time Hmph
Depending on Jamarr's more favorable selection, Sword dropped his head back on the floor. Fighting Lucian's pets were going to be difficult with their master following along. His other hand gripped the throne's arm. "Hope this'll do it." When Sword removes the metal fingers from his closed eyes, they opened revealing completely golden pupils expanding their surface area, his generational army rose from the ground like an elevator, each with the same colored eyes as their summoner and seconds later, vanished from sight and tangibility. The rebel army that would come, seen Sword, and had many opinions of this villainous b*****d. Most of them did not have enough to survive one second in Lucian's army. Training needs to be more prosperous with Sword's daughter to truly give a good fight. With a calm, loud voice from the temporary leader, he simply spoke words of apathy; "Shut up.
You will train in my creation. Life will be hell, but working together can exceed your potential and abilities. You WILL all die. Good luck." Soon, with his words ending, the rebels disappeared into the Unknown Realm to unlock their full potential. Sword sighed in hopeful relief, knowing that they may overcome many, and one can become a possible shepherd for the Zaibatsu. He also took into appreciation that if he gave the rebel's power the moment they got into the Throne Room, it would not turn out too well, neither the fun of watching them exceed anyone's expectations. Finally, Sword released an energy surge into the sky. The surge revealed a beautiful sight of red and white, potent enough to be seen in the Valarian lands. He chuckled, awaiting his time to battle. Three shiny, grey swords materialized beside him, patient army, ready.
_✚Abryon was almost to the Doma lands when a bright pillar of light shot into the air from the direction of the Zaibatsu. Quickly he turned around and headed towards that location. Once within the Zaibatsu he saw it had come from the Throne Room and raced there to see what possibly could have cause it. Crashing threw the ceiling he landed causing the castle to quake. Standing he saw the warrior from the riverside that was helping James. Walking straight up to the throne, a cocky yet puzzled look on his face. I do believe that my seat. My I ask as to why you are sitting in it?
"Im the herald of the end, if you think you'll escape me, then you're sadly mistaken"
Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 11:50 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Phantom Nephilium
Don't waste my time Hmph
Sword noticed the half-breed bursting through the ceiling, but no reaction. Rubble all over the place again, for shmit's sake! The familiar face from moments ago, Abryon, who now believes to take hold of this kingdom? Obviously no sir. Not worthy. "You class A whore. The Divine Zaibatsu has stood for too long for a weakling's qualification..." Sword responded clear and bold as the bright sun and his high-rise of power only increasing in short surges while he applauds the bold little drone.
►Name: Abryon ►Affiliation: Valaria ►Sexuality: Bisexual ►Mood: Intrigued ►Current Thought: You sir are not worthy ►Current Theme: • Main Theme: Harime Nui
_✚Abryon laughed at the relic's increase in power, his words, his entire existence. For a moment Abryon debated what the best course of action would be to deal with this failed warrior. Then it hit him. it would seem that you plan to end Lucian's reign and if that's the case then you'll need a lot more than just your brute power. The man can strip you of that in a heartbeat. I need for you to either leave this place or join me. In time I plan to put things in motion to end all this suffering. But in order to do so I need this kingdom to act as a spearhead. Lucian has promised me this kingdom and I shall reign over it whether you like it or not. He throws his swords to the ground. Abryon wasn't about to waste his time or skill on someone who obviously was trying to make up for past sins. He was better than that. I wont remove you forcefully but if needed I will not allow for you to lead other to self ruin. Abryon then caught the scent coming from the man. He wreaked of malice and bloodshed. The inner Arch-devil in him had a wicked grin on his face. His tail swayed side to side as he spoke. You and I are the same you know? We both crave for chaos and bloodshed. Though im no half breed. Im the last of the pure blooded Arch-Devils. Im in no way weak....... His power matched the power the relic was giving off. Last time I recall it was you who ran from our fight on the bridge. Your insults show just how weak you are, the fact that you lash out at me shows that you are irrational. You my dear friend are not worthy to sit on the same throne as Xenon, 8, 6, And even Marluixa. I was there in the very beginning at the birth of the Zaibatsu and watched as it grew and became a superpower, as it fell by the hands of the very creator himself. Then there was you, the murderer, the betrayer, and yet you truly think the rebels will allow a monster such as you lead them? I think not. When I find and rally the rebels I will at least have a voucher, you I don't believe will have the same result. I may not be a suitable ruler to replace Xenon but I'll be dammed if I let a monstrous, rabid dog like you lead this kingdom. His eyes turn black as night as burn like fire. Now I'll ask you once again, remove yourself my friend. His swords begin to swirl around him, always ready for battle.
"Im the herald of the end, if you think you'll escape me, then you're sadly mistaken"
Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 6:56 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: Yes
Phantom Nephilium
Don't waste my time Hmph
Upon Abryon's brutal words, Sword might have said many things to speak in rebellion, most was truth. But rather than lash out like a child about Lucian, Zaibatsu, especially another Arch-devil or scape-goat some shitty remarks, there was a small silence of 3 seconds, to be exact, until he broadly replies with the lack of attention span; "I swear to God if you get hurt by holy water I will smother you in your own skin... Anyway, Enlightenment." Sword stood up, eyes now completely white just to taunt, and placed the back of his foot onto the seat's leg rest, shattered it instantly. He just waved his hand toward Abryon in no conscience of stable mind. The Insane side took more and more advantage once again. Two of Sword's weapons in his hands the other left alone.
►Name: Abryon ►Affiliation: Valaria ►Sexuality: Bisexual ►Mood: Intrigued ►Current Thought: I do believe we can help each other. ►Current Theme: • Main Theme: Harime Nui
_✚Abryon he watched the man rise from the seat and move past him. Shaking his head Abryon turned to face him. Forgive my outburst. The thing is in order for me to protect what I hold dear Lucian has to be stopped. If I were to revive my fallen race, he'd stop me before I could even do it. I plan to use this land as my HQ, rallying the rebels, finding key zaibatsu soldiers, and building a force in which I can use to take down Lucian. As long as remain under the radar with my plans he will be none the wiser. So I ask for your aid in this. As I deal with some loose ends I ask that you find as many zaibatsu members as you can a bring them back here.
"Im the herald of the end, if you think you'll escape me, then you're sadly mistaken"
Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 10:39 am
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Phantom Nephilium
Don't waste my time Hmph
"HAH! You're just fine. I heard you up Lucian's a** a while ago, but no. No no no no holy ******** no." Sword laughed a few times more holding his face on his forehead. Probably gotten killed by Abryon and would regenerate to laugh until his palm burned. The smoke rose to the air. Sword's elated face turns stern as he removes the hand in irritated wonder. More smoke arose from the palm burning their way through in four letters; "NINE". The invisible seal on Ten's neck from Doma long before, it only surveys, nothing crazy. Nine was the last one to actually help defeat Lucian and compared to anyone else, there is no hope. Nine's going after his father and Sword is unsure about joining him. It reminds him of doing the same. The probability of battling your own parent will always be difficult. If Nine does die or the other way around, who knows. If Lucian wins, everyone's lost. "Yup...we're finished. Alright, sure. Do whatcha want, but I will be watching you for a long while. Even in the bathroom." He said walking towards Abryon and poking him on his forehead. This made a small seal to reveal his packed generational army all around him. "Invisible ghost rape huh? So, I have the Zaibatsu's rebellious army shoved somewhere against their will and they are training right now. There are definitely rebels here in secret. The whole army will be on your side eventually but if they know you killing anyone in this land then that is A LOT of trouble." Weird. A devil leading people to fight someone else.
►Name: Abryon ►Affiliation: Valaria ►Sexuality: Bisexual ►Mood: Intrigued ►Current Thought: I have to look like a leader. ►Current Theme: • Main Theme: Harime Nui
_✚Abryon nodded at the man's words. He was revealed to be surrounded by an invisible army. Very well. I don't mind you watching me, hell I might invite you to join me in the bathroom. But alas I must get a feel for my new land, starting with the throne room. Abryon walked up and took a seat on the throne as his powers began morphing him. If im to be a leader I at least need to look the part. His whole body was engulfed on demonic energy as he laughed.
"Im the herald of the end, if you think you'll escape me, then you're sadly mistaken"
Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2015 6:06 pm
╠ ▬ ҉ ҈ Ʊ Ξ ƟSwordƟ Ξ Ʊ ҈ ҉ ▬ ╣
Beg for mercy, I'll leave you alone..just without one eye. The blood flowing is gorgeous Haha!! Come on! Give me all of your pain! Is that all? Hehe...let me give an award. Farewell.
Transformation Active: No
Stage: Normal Enlightenment: No
Phantom Nephilium
Don't waste my time Hmph
Listening to Abryon and his departure, Sword's eyes widen in the highest surprise. "Gyokuen? Wasn't--Lucy!" He nervously called. Seconds later, detailed information of Stone's Peak with the compromise between Lucian and teenagers. "So she is to die by their hands? I'll get to her later." Kneeling down, Sword dropped his weapons. The sword in the picture appeared into his hands. Nine's probability, like Sword's past, did not turn out well. "Nine has to be kept alive. Damn rival." Instantly, Sword vanished.
☩Mood: Bored ☩Current Thought: Where to go next? ☩Current Theme: • Main Theme: Harime Nui
☩ . . . "Im the Hellborn Arch-Devil, need I say more?" . . .☩
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As Abryon was engulfed in demonic power he could feel the ancient man'd presence fade. The in a burst of energy Abryon's new visage came forth. Letting out a chuckle he smiled. I guess this will do. Snapping his fingers both of his swords floated in front of him and began to meld together till they became one. The new 36"blade glided to his side as he made his way down the throne steps and out towards the door. Manifesting his wings he took to the sky.
Emerging from the bathroom, Jamarr lit another cigar and looked around at the empty Throne Room. It held great leaders but now he was not so sure what would become of it. Measly walking through the Throne Room, Jamarr came to a halt at the exiting doors. He blew smoke that he inhaled earlier out from his lungs, allowing it to cloud above him. Then, finally, taking his leave. [exit]
Eleven stood quietly before the empty Zaibatsu throne. Five years and no one of real influence had sat upon it. For a time it was true that Abryon had maintained control but that was before Abryon defected from Lucian's side. Now no one held any legitimate claim on the throne and no one would. It would be best for them all that they leave the throne to those who sought self destruction. It was a target, not a gift. With the impending war Eleven had taken the short time they had to call a meeting. He had sent for Eon, Abryon, Ivy, Nora, Silas, and Ten. They were the last few beings of power Eleven knew of but he also figured they would bring any allies they had with them. He wanted to consolidate the Zaibatsu's real power to the throne room. This was where it began, this was were it would end. Eleven knew Lucian would strike soon and despite the Zaibatsu's effort, Lucian would breach the castle walls. Tapping his cane slightly on the ground Eleven turned towards the door as he waited. The cane was all that he had left from his father. It had been the cane that Nine used while recovering from Eight's betrayal. Now Eleven held it as a reminder and as his greatest weapon. Nine's body had disappeared in the last year but Eleven didn't ever really search for it. He could still hear the voices, he could still hear the dead, and nine was one of those voices. Then again Nine had always been a voice in Eleven's head.
☩Mood: calm ☩Current Thought: So this is it? ☩Current Theme: • Main Theme: Harime Nui
☩ . . . "Im the Hellborn Arch-Devil, need I say more?" . . .☩
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As Abryon entered he looked at the room. It had been five years since his defection. He was able to restore his race, but lost most of them in the initial betrayal. The ones that survived wouldn't have to suffer for much longer. He was eager to see what 11 had in mind for this meeting, Though they had a moment to catch their breath, he knew it wouldn't last for long. He nods at 11 as they both wait for the others to arrive.
